Survivor

chapter four

After an hour of walking, my legs were already hurting like hell. But my injured leg felt worse, almost like it was going to fall off entirely. I stumpled back agaisnt a tree, not able to keep up. I had already fallen behind, Octavia was nice enough to drop behind with me, but now I couldn't keep up my pace at all.

I panted, lightly wrapping my hands around my stomach, I wanted to play it off strong but I couldn't! I didn't know how to fight the pain anymore as my eyes threatened to shoot tears out from the pain. I slid down with my back to the tree till I was sitting agaisnt the tree, I wrapped my arms around my legs.

I couldn't believe it myself, I was giving up..Murphy and Wells continued ahead, I didn't know if they saw me and didn't care or just didn't notice. The brunnette noticed me and approached before placing a hand on my shoulder and crouching down to my height.

"You ok kid?" She asked softly.

"I-i.." I took a deep and calming breath before nodding "yeah, lets get going."

The brunnette helped me up as my shaking legs managed to balance my weight out. She allowed me to lean on her as we walked after the two guys, they weren't too far, about a block away. We began making our way after them before I heard a rustle from the bushes. I stopped walking as a shiver went down my spine.

"Did you here that?" I whispered to Octavia quietly.

The brunette nodded in response, I couldn't tell if she was staying quiet in worry or didn't have the words to respond. In a instant I saw a broad figure racing through the bushes with a spear. But where was he going? Did he not see us? Then it hit me. Murphy and Wells!

"Murphy! Wells! Watch out!" I hollared to the guys up ahead.

They didn't seem to hear as the broad man in armor snuck up from behind them. Adrenaline shot through me. I shot out of Octavias grasp running after the guy who was ready to impail my friends with a spear. Before I could reach him, he threw the spear, it went through Wells's body, throwing him to the floor.

Murphy glanced back at the grounder who had now unsheathed his knife, ready to chase him with it. Murphy had a look of panic on his face, he glanced at Wells then at the grounder. Then he narrowed his eyes on me. I knew he wouldn't forget it..he had a small smirk before he took off running into the bushes only for the sake of revenge. I gritted my teeth in anger, what a jerk!

I heard footsteps behind me as I glanced back to see Octavia running to catch up to me. I didn't have time to watch her as I turned to face the guy who impailed Wells. He didn't see me as I jumped onto his back punching and kicking him like a maniac. It was all anger and adrenaline.

The guy threw me off easily knocking me into the rough dirt. My skin burned as it was scratched roughly against the dirt. I gritted my teeth as he turned to face me, his knife tightly in his grasp. He launched at me stabing the knife into my left knee, great..another left leg injury.

"AHHH!!" I screamed on the top of my lungs from pain.

He didn't pull the knife out nor was able to inflict more pain on me as Octavia ran up, pushing him off me balling her hands into fists threateningly. The guy ran away in what I assumed was fear from being outnumbered. Octavia quickly turned to me, crouching down to examine my knee. The knife was sticking out of it as blood gushed out.

I gritted my teeth from the pain, wincing as I said "c-check Wells..if he's ok t-then grab him..i can walk..!"

Octavia didn't move for a second before she hesitantly nodded. She must have realized I was not willing to leave one of our people behind when I had a chance to hold my own. I weakly pushed myself up, putting more weight on my right leg as I leaned on a nearby tree.

"H-he's alive!" Octavia said in shock as she picked attempted to pick up Wells.

She grunted from his weight. It hit me like a bullet. She couldn't carry him, we would have to leave him behind. No! I wouldn't accept that! If only Murphy hadn't fled, we could have made it back to camp in one piece. I had only one idea to save us both..lets just hope it worked

"Octavia, run back to camp, get help and come back for us." I told her as I stumbled over to her. "I'll watch Wells, j-just hurry!"

Octavia shook her head "its a lost cause, let's just get you back to camp."

I knew what she said was a lie. We had hope to get us both back to camp. But for some reason she didn't care if he came back alive or not. She must've hated Wells like the rest of the delinquents.

"I'm not giving up on him! And I'm not leaving him! Now go!" I told her as my eyelids threatened to close.

I felt myself getting light headed, probably from blood lose, as I saw Octavia respond with nod. Her gaze lingered on me with worry before the brunnette turned and ran as fast as her legs could carry her in the direction of camp. She soon fadded from view as my eyelids flickered closed. And all went dark..

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I woke up to a sharp pain. My eyes shot open as I took in my surroundings, I was back in the dropship. Clarke was standing over me well Finn held me down softly. Clarke had just pulled the knife out of my knee. I winced in agony but held back screaming or crying as my eyes got watery.

"Oww" I muttered as I sat up.

"Lay back down..you need to rest." She told me as she wrapped my knee with a soft fabric.

"No. I'm fine, what about wells??" I asked as I swung my legs over, about to get up.

"We got the spear out and put some oitment on him but it's not going good." Clarke replied looking down.

"Its Murphy's fault!" I spat stomping my good foot. "He ran away when he could have helped!"

"Octavia told me. Bellamy won't allow him to come back after this." She told me "now lay down and rest."

I shook my head "we didn't find the chamomile yet, but I can find some if I go really quick, sneaking around won't be hard."

Finn and Clarke both shook heads but Finn said "no. You need to rest, Jasper, Monty and I are going to get chamomile, we already got ointment, don't worry about it Liz."

Monty? I recognized the name, then I realized the guy with goggles was looking for a Monty. So if Monty and Jasper were going somewhere it was easy to assume Jasper was the guy with goggles. After a few moments I hesitantly nodded, I'd only slow them down.

"Be careful..because now its clear: we're not alone."

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A/N: im pretty happy with this chapter. It is now clear to the group they are not alone, also I made this one longer than the others for your entertainment! It was suppose to end after Lizzie going unconscious but I added a small bit more, hope you enoyed! Also tell me if you still want the same characters to die? Like Wells, he could end up dying from this injury for the sake of Bellarke and such but should he live for more drama? Just comment some suggestions, bye now

~xox wizzywarrior